(Trad)
(spoken: 'The Pig and the
Inebriate')
It was the pig fair
last September
The day I well
remember
I was walking up and
down in drunken pride
When my knees began to
flutter
And I sank down in the
gutter
And a pig came up and
lay down by my side
As I lay there in the
gutter
Thinking thoughts I
could not utter
I thought I heard a
passing lady say
You can tell the man
who boozes
By the company that he
chooses
And with that the pig
got up and walked away
You've heard of General
Wellington who won at Waterloo
But there's a good old Irishman I'll
mention unto you
He comes from dear old Dublin he's a
man we all applaud
For he always finds a corkscrew far
more handy than a sword
He's good old General
Guinness he's a soldier strong and stout
He's found on every
bottlefront and he can't be done without
His noble name his
worldwide fame deserve three hearty cheers
Hurrah for General
Guinness of the Dublin Booziliers
This hale and hearty worrier is
worshipped in the ranks
For he does his task inside the cask
as well as in the tanks
And he bears the brunt on every
front north south east and west
And he wears about ten million
canteen medals on his chest
He is good old General
Guinness he has won the world's applause
'Twas him who kept our
spirits up in the midst of all our wars
Who was the first to
flirt with Mademoiselle from Armentières
Why good old
General Guinness of the Dublin Booziliers
All over bonnie Scotland too the
General is seen
They've given him the Freedom of the
Toon of Aberdeen
From Inverness to Galashiels he
keeps them warm and bright
And they love to gather round him
ach on every moonlit night
He's good old General
Guinness he's as good as Scottish broth
'Twas him who turned
the Firth of Forth into the Firth of Froth
All Scotsmen dance the
Highland fling and shout when he appears
Hurrah for General
Guinness of the Dublin Booziliers
(as sung by Boys of the Lough)